Houses
Up until 1992 the school was organized under a clearly defined house system, as in most public schools. In the same year two of the previous houses were removed and the school was re-organized into year groups in lieu of the traditional house structure that had existed. School House, the college’s boarding house since 1917 and Howards were removed and Brooks, Butlers, Howsons and Selwyns remained.
The Six Houses that existed until 1992:
| House | Symbol | Motto | Named After | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Brook's | Stag | Aeternum Progredior | Rt. Rev. Richard Brook, Bishop of St Edmundsbury and Ipswich | |
| Butlers | Grypphon | Prensum Elevo | Rev. George Butler, Canon of Winchester | |
| Howard's | Horse | Contemnit Pavorem | Canon Howard | |
| Howsons | Lion | Nulla Vestigia Retrorsum | Very Rev. John Saul Howson, Dean of Chester | |
| School House | Dragon | Stet Fortuna Domus | - | |
| Selwyns | Porcupine | Toujours Prest | Rev. E.C. Selwyn | |
In 2009, the College returned to its old House System. The four remaining houses came back into action and gave the school a new lease of life. Each house now has their own large house room in which Lerpoolians can socialize, study and leave their belongings. House activities have once again become a daily occurrence and pupils are registered in house groups meaning that the year system brought about in 1992 has almost vanished.
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Famous quotes containing the word houses:
“Wherever there’s a fight so hungry people can eat, I’ll be there. Wherever there’s a cop beating up a guy, I’ll be there. I’ll be in the way guys yell when they’re mad. I’ll be in the way kids laugh when they’re hungry and they know supper’s ready. And when the people eat the stuff they raise, and living in the houses they build, I’ll be there, too.”
—Nunnally Johnson (1897–1977)
“Nothing will be left white but here a birch,
And there a clump of houses with a church.”
—Robert Frost (1874–1963)
“He hung out of the window a long while looking up and down the street. The world’s second metropolis. In the brick houses and the dingy lamplight and the voices of a group of boys kidding and quarreling on the steps of a house opposite, in the regular firm tread of a policeman, he felt a marching like soldiers, like a sidewheeler going up the Hudson under the Palisades, like an election parade, through long streets towards something tall white full of colonnades and stately. Metropolis.”
—John Dos Passos (1896–1970)